I remember being at my mum’s (Auntie Trish) when Sean arrived on a Sunday for his roast dinner. He was a little later than usual. He mentioned that he had been stopped for speeding on the A30. Mum asked him how fast he had been going. He said 96mph in a 50mph limit. Mum’s face was a picture. Sean didn’t say anything he just went outside for a smoke. I don’t know why this memory lasts, but it was just his calmness and nonchalence that I loved. Rest in Peace my lovely cousin xx